Doomsday Wonderland

The boots that have been waiting since entering the prison have finally landed.

Only the timing of its landing was too bad, but it caught up with Bohemian to find the door to the serial killer. She stood up, just about to go to the door, and listened to the copy host saying: "Before you leave the office, you must tell which one is a serial killer."

Bohemian slammed his foot, and because it was too awkward, the other two attracted a few eyes at her.

"After leaving the office, you will return to the main storyline of "Prison", so you must complete the mini-game before you leave," the copy host explained.

But she has no clue at all!

"I will call and ask, how is the situation of the small...German agent," she said in a hurry, picked up the phone on the desk and asked the subordinates of the beef sandwich: "How much is the number?"

"Now ask?" The subordinates stunned and stood at the door and hesitated: "I think we should hurry to mobilize people first..."

"Then you go," Bohemia waved at him. "I will rush to see the situation later. But Agent Gerr is the person in the investigation bureau. We can't let him have an accident in prison!"

This statement seems to have finally been reluctantly accepted by the two - the tooling man hurriedly followed the beef sandwich, Bohemia dialed the number to get the hand, and soon heard a "feed" from the phone.

"It's me, how is Agent Gere? What happened to him?"

She said while pulling the phone line, approaching the window and picking up the blinds. In the windy playground, dozens of orange-red figures are pushing, colliding, running, and hitting the iron mesh fence again and again; their snoring and screaming, even in the heights, can be vaguely smothered by her. catch.

The female doctor’s answer told her that she was unexpected.

"What?" Her voice slammed high: "...I haven't seen Agent Gerl?"

Bohemian was taken aback and couldn't help but look up at the Descartes that was also attached to the phone microphone. From the chaos, she certainly couldn't see anything; she was steady and steady, and she asked: "I heard that he was sent to you because he had committed a crime."

"No," the female doctor denied, and seemed to be in shock: "I just learned that there was a riot, and I have never dared to leave the office. No one has ever been there during this time. Strange, if I say this, where is he going? Already?"

Bohemia glanced at the water on the table again, and for a moment he was confused in his mind; when he thought about it, she asked: "...when the two investigators came in, did you pour them water? ?"

"No, it was your secretary. Before the agent entered the door, he poured the water on them."

No wonder! She always felt that when the doctor left, there was no water glass on the desk; until the two agents sat down, the water cup appeared on the table - so that explained. As a secretary, it is normal to pour water on a visitor... But if she remembers it correctly, after the game started, the sandwich secretary did not enter the office door from start to finish. According to the copy host, "one of the people who walked into the office is a serial killer," the serial killer could not be a sandwich secretary.

That... Isn't it a problem with the water glass?

Hanging up the phone, Bohemia launched a stay. I thought for a few seconds, and I couldn’t solve it. She began to ignite an angry fire: "This broken game has no meaning at all. There is no clue at all! And now that people are gone, I want to observe again. I observe who is going!"

"It's not a bit of a clue." Descartes spoke in a sneak peek, floating in front of the certificate on the wall, blurring a background into a mosaic. "In this case, four people may be lying... you can try to reason out first, who is lying."

"……what?"

"You look so stupid." Descartes forgot that he was actually a prisoner of this idiot. He said bluntly: "You haven't thought of it yet? First, your secretary, the sandwich, 'German The story of a sinister's swearing may be just his edit. But I can't think of how it would be good for him. After all, I will reveal it afterwards."

"The second person is a female doctor?"

"You are not completely stupid. If she is a serial killer and wants to satisfy her desire to kill, then it is indeed a good time. When the riots are everywhere, everyone is panicked. Who knows who sent the Detectives to the past, is it not? Did the doctor personally receive it? If it wasn’t for the doctor, she could kill someone and insist that she had never seen this person.”

“Is it so daring?” This is a supervised prison!

"You don't know, the biggest difference between female killers and male killers is that female killers are very good at finding camouflage for themselves in their daily lives - such as nurses, wives, mothers, etc. With camouflage, when they kill, Often it is bright and ordinary, you can't think of them actually killing people under your eyes. And I always think, when Agent Gere made a swearing sentence, that 80% is still poisoned, even if it is not the poison under the secretary, do not Well, the doctor is looking for a chance to sneak it. Who knows, maybe the doctor asked the secretary to pour water! But since she has so many doubts, it is definitely not her--oh, but if I think about it..."

This copy seems to always find a way to wrap yourself in.

"How do you know so much?"

Although Descartes has no facial features, it still shows a bit of pride. "What do you think I eat the evolutionary? It's all about getting the knowledge, wisdom, and experience in the human brain. Hey, the criminologist's taste is good."

... Look at it like this, the nutrient absorption rate after eating people should not be very high.

"You can't read a book?" Bohemia complained, not to go deeper. "So who is the third person?"

"Who can, who is the detective and the geek go out to smoke?" Descartes asked. "Your sandwich secretary just said that he had committed a swearing, is he seeing it with his own eyes, we don't know. In case it is What did the old leather shoes tell him? In case the old leather shoes killed him, he lied to send him to the medical room?"

So, the fourth person is very obvious - Bohemia reacted and sighed: "Even the little virgin himself is suspicious... He is likely to pretend to be a slap in order to create opportunities for himself. Then I will not be able to distinguish it!"

"You can also squat, just wait in the office. After the riots have subsided, you will assign people to investigate what is going on with the detectives of Gers... but you are not like this warden." Qualified, I see another layer of onion skin."

Bohemia raised his hand and touched the onion on his head. Its smooth surface seemed to be very itchy, and it was trembled by her fingers, drifting a little.

She unsatisfiedly opened the blinds and shouted: "When Lin Sanjiu harms me, it is a matter of fact. How can it be that I have to give her a scoop, is it so difficult? I have to find out the killer first... Hey? ”

"What's wrong?" Descartes immediately rushed up.

"The figure is very familiar... I wear a hat, I can't see the color of the hair, is it a little virgin or old shoes?" The man did not wear the jacket of the investigation bureau, if Bohemian was the eye of the evolutionary I am afraid that I will not realize that he is not one of the guards. Because the man was mixed in the guards and ran with the crowd in the direction of the prison playground, it was even more difficult to see who he really was: "Alright, the prison riots, they have to help."

"Thanks to your good position, you can stare at him..." Descartes quickly turned into a piece of paper and got out of the window.

The detective who replaced the jacket of the investigation bureau was more flexible than the general guard. He ran close to the guardrail in a blink of an eye. Almost all the guards’ attention was now on the playground in the guardrail – they pulled out the electric sticks, constantly screaming on the guardrails, threatening the drink, trying to get the prisoners to go back; therefore, except for the upstairs Bohemian In addition, almost no one noticed that the investigator reached out and took out a black thing and hid it in the corner of his coat.

Under the cover of the other arm, he stood in a chaotic crowd and looked back and forth for a few laps. From his silhouette, he was calm and almost incompatible with the surroundings - perhaps because all the prisoners had become a row before the fence, and he quickly found his goal. As the other arm lifted gently, the thing he hid under the coat revealed half a shadow.

... that gun, definitely installed a silencer.

Bohemian even shot the gun a few times in the end. I saw that the investigator’s shoulder shook a little and shocked. He quickly took the gun and took a few steps. He turned and disappeared from the guard group. . Until the investigators were gone, the other guards did not realize what was going on. After a long while, I suddenly heard the exclamation and roar of the prisoners from the playground. It was just too normal for someone to fall down because of the riots; until one of them fell to the ground, From the bottom of the body, the blood of the pool was gradually opened, and the prisoners who were burning in other angers finally found out that it was wrong.

“Do you see it clearly?” Descartes asked.

Bohemia shook his head: "No, but it must be old shoes."

"Oh why?"

"It's very simple. If this person is a small virgin, why should he pretend to be a guilty one? They are agents of the investigation bureau. When they encounter a riot, they must all help to suppress. If the virgin purpose It is to kill a prisoner, then he pretends that he has committed a shackle and temporarily leaves the old shoes. It doesn’t make sense at all... Anyway, he will eventually walk to the edge of the playground, and the old shoes will probably hit. When the old shoes look Hey, are you not sick, but you will be suspicious."

Descartes fined up and down: "I can't see it, you and I thought about going together. He can't kill people in the face of Agent Gerr..."

From this point of view, the little virgin "had committed a shackle" is true, but was not sent to the medical room by the old shoes.

"Maybe it was poisoned to him, lest he get in the way..." Bohemia picked up the little virgin's paper cup and looked at it and muttered.

Silently in the office for a while.

"I saw that you solved the puzzle." The voice of the copy host sounded cold and shocked one person and one copy: "How do you officially tell me the answer?"

Bohemian stared at the paper cup and looked at it over and over again for a while, but she did not speak for a while; until the copy host rushed again, she was unwilling to take a few inexplicable hearts, Zhang mouth said: "Chain The killer is the old skin -"

She stopped her words hard.

“Well? Who?” The copy host encouraged her to continue to say, “Is it an older detective?”

Old leather shoes kill a prisoner, no doubt, it is definitely a killer... But,... I always feel that something is wrong.

Descartes screamed in her head and shouted, "Wait! Don't answer!"

"how?"

"I also feel that something is wrong," Descartes said in a hurry. "Have you heard of the test? Different types of killers are driven by different motives, so the behavior patterns are different. The behavior patterns of old shoes, and the general The serial killer is not right! There was such a study of male serial killers that their killing was only the result of their desire to vent; that is, as long as they met their various desires for abuse, the death of the victim It's just a by-product. But when you look at old shoes, he doesn't enjoy the killing process, the technique is clean and neat, just to get rid of a specific goal... more like a professional killer?

"That's what it says, but it's all you guessed from second-hand knowledge. Can you trust it?"

Bohemia just ridiculed a sentence, suddenly a voice, and he also stunned. After a few seconds, she whispered: "... serial killer, serial killer, there must always be a 'chain'. But the old shoes only killed one of us, it really does not mean that he is a serial killer..."

"Is it decided?" The copy host seems to be afraid that she will continue to think about it, and hurriedly urged, "There is not much time left in your little game, and you will soon have time to tell you what your goal 2 is. You have to make a decision as soon as possible. I see, you still have ten seconds - nine seconds -"

Bohemian was urged by him to be one of the first two big. At one time, he felt that everyone was suspicious. It was not necessarily that the "SandyWinters" was the serial killer. She recalled the whole game in her heart. I thought that the more I was entangled in one of the people, the more I couldn’t pull it out, so I simply shouted: "It’s a female doctor!"

Anyway, she has blood on her body, then she is!

The sigh of Descartes’s sigh in her mind seemed to be able to blow her brain out of her ears: “How could it be so obvious—”

The copy host paused and said, "The answer is right."

It’s not a joke. The sciences about men’s and women’s serial killers in this chapter are real... Don’t ask me why I understand this, my victims are dozens of.